"Hey," He whispered when Caspian slowly opened his eyes.
Glassy blue eyes stared at him, Caspian staring up at him with a miffed expression. He didn’t think that soone being so visibly upset with him would be so attractive.
"You blacked out," He told him helpfully.
Caspian responded with a cutting glare - he was so bad at being mad - a cute furrow between his brows, full lips scrunched up.
Asher slowly ground against his prostate, making his eyes roll a little. "And I haven’t cum yet. How are you going to fix this?"
Caspian would tell him to fix it himself if he could string a proper sentence together, making little ’ah ah’ sounds with every shallow thrust the Alpha made.
He had done literally nothing and his entire body hurt, didn’t Asher fucking get tired? And why did he have to have such crazy stamina?
Asher stayed close, pressing kisses into the curve of his neck, their bodies pressed up against each other.
Caspian was in a cloud of the Alpha’s scent, able to bury his hands in his long hair.
Asher kissed him as he spilled into him, the kiss was ssy, curses and moans mixing in a union of teeth and tongues.
"No, don’t pull out," Caspian whined, wrapping his legs around Asher’s waist.
The Alpha fucking him drove him crazy but he didn’t want to be empty.
"I’m going to crush you if you don’t let go," Asher replied, patiently holding his weight up.
"I’m sturdy, I’ll be fine," He mumbled.
"For fuck’s sake," Asher cursed, having no choice but to physically pry off the Oga who was wrapped around him like a koala.
He never cuddled after sex, he didn’t really do the skin contact and softness but he did as Caspian asked, moving them to a more comfortable position.
Caspian sighed blissfully, enjoying the warmth of Asher’s hard body behind him.
"We’re going to be ssy if we don’t clean up before bed," Asher had to ruin his mont, kissing the scar on his shoulder.
Caspian looked over his shoulder at him, "I don’t mind being ssy," He smiled, sounding drowsy and exhausted.
The feeling of Asher getting hard inside him made him change his mind quickly, tasting panic at the thought of another round of what he had just gone through.
"On second thought, maybe we should clean up." He corrected, shooting Asher a black look.
Asher’s laugh rumbled down his spine, thrusting a couple of tis just to torture him before he pulled out.
Caspian should probably be worried about how easily his limbs turned into jelly whenever Asher did that, frowning at Asher’s cum spilling out of his hole and then frowning deeper because he had been upset about that.
His conflicting thoughts were wiped clean when Asher picked him up and started for the bathroom, placing him down on his feet on the cold pristine tiles.
Asher took off his black silk robe that had sohow managed to stay on the entire ti, offering him a hand. "Want to take another shower with ?"
Caspian eyed the offered hand and the devious Alpha behind it, "I’ll take the tub," He said decisively, following through with his words.
He didn’t trust Asher, he would rather not pass out twice in a single night.
He stared at the section where the pool was as he soaked in the tub, the shower running a few feet away from him.
It was such a dostic scene, one that was ruined by his filthy thoughts of Asher taking him in the pool.
His thoughts were always so raunchy but it was the opposite in reality, he was literally cleaning up in the tub after Asher had invited him to take a shower.
He couldn’t be blad though, Asher was dangerous for his well-being and his sanity.
His poor nipples still stung, the gentle sway of the warm water soothing his sore body.
Caspian finished first, drying up and pulling another robe on. Asher was still in the shower when he returned to the bedroom.
He quickly called for a maid to clear out the food, coloring up when she ca in. The scent of sex in the air was rather heavy but she remained professional, doing her job and leaving just as quickly.
She even changed the sheets with the sa level of professionalism while Caspian wanted the ground to open up and drag him under.
It didn’t help that every inch of his neck was marked up, and nothing short of throwing a sheet over his head would successfully hide all of his hickeys.
She left and he got comfortable on the bed, and still, Asher hadn’t returned from the bathroom.
Caspian sat up with a frown, looking in the direction of the shower. The Alpha hadn’t slipped and cracked open his skull, right? right??
After a few more minutes, he shot to his feet to check up on Asher, worried now.
He opened the door in haste only to co face to face with him. He had a towel tied low around his waist and he used another towel to dry his hair.
A grin broke out on that sinfully handso face, making Caspian’s stomach do flips, and he was suddenly struck with the urge to slam the door and hide in bed.
"Miss ?" Asher asked, his eyes twinkling.
Caspian wanted to tell him that it had been more of worry, "Yeah," He smiled instead, feeling sappy.
He didn’t stop to see or hear Asher’s reaction to his response, dashing back to bed, all of his bravado fading away.
He hid underneath the blankets, only peeking out when the bed dipped as Asher got on the bed.
Caspian wanted to crawl right up his body, the body wash he had used slled like the sea, it made him want to burrow right inside his skin.
He had never been much of a touchy person, his parents were cold either but this overwhelming need to be so close to Asher was a little terrifying.
He didn’t protest when Asher pulled him against him though, sinking into the Alpha’s body heat.
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